The Illest Brother Lyrics - Gangstarr

Chorus: 

Gotta be the illest brother to claim respect 

It takes the illest brother just to get respect 

Got to be the illest brother when it's time to get wreck 

Got to be the illest brother when I get my mic check 

I'm one of the illest brothers known to man 

but if you don't understand, see I'm a grown man 

And I stand 5'8" and 3 quarters 

giving orders to my sqaudron cuz I'm like the sergeant 

or general but let me keep this minimal 

I used to hang with kids who like to live trife with a knife 

Cutting kids for fun and pulling out much guns 

and like riflery champs fellas start to get real amped 

Dead bodies lay stamped to the pavement so I gave it some thought 

remembering the brothers who are gone now 

I will make a strong vow to make things right 

ignite the mic, get hype and all that 

Suckers try to menace but they always fall 

flat to the ground as I astound come around 

I'll put you down about the brothers who think they're the boss 

think they're getting large but in the end they pay the cost 

Of their lives and that ain't the way to go out 

even take their boys with 'em cause they know their boys will go out 

But when it comes to facing some time 

they're like crying like weeping, wanna call mom Dukes 

But mom Dukes is fed, fed up with the shit you did 

she knows that you shot and she knows that you cripples kids 

But who's to judge when you're trying to survive 

the one who moves first might be the one to stay alive 

So when you think you're hard and dominating the set 

just remember the illest brother claims respect! 

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Like I said I'm an ill kid, so never dare test me 

they wanna arrest me cuz i'm causing a frenzy 

Fake gangsters come and fake gangsters go 

real gangsters chill cuz real gangsters know 

That quietly you stalk your prey on the down low 

cuz too much talk will get you beef on the street 

And brothers in the city have to live this way 

it may cause dismay but Imma' tell it anyway 

Yo guns are easy to get and like a puppet 

some young kid is gonna be the subject of internal oppression 

An example of hard times 

cuz to make it out the trap in your mind it's a hard climb 

But even if you change and come right and exact 

there's another brother scheming so just watch your back 

I know a brother who thought he had it all 

but little did he know he was bound for a down fall 

He'd pick up the heater and go stick somebody 

he wouldn't give a damn if he killed somebody 

Cuz if somebody would get in the way of him getting loot 

there'd be no hesitation he'd just shoot 

It's like The Good, The Bad and The Ugly 

except it's reality and you don't see it on TV 

Brothers keep dying in the streets cuz the streets are designed 

to keep you from having peace of mind 

I know an old man, he's got a rifle to stifle 

any young punk, he hides it under his bunk 

And I know a kid who's been to jail 

and he told me that the system had failed him 

So now he's out the joint and he's like flippin' on kids 

and the people in his neighborhood are flippin' their wigs 

But you gotta check the move cuz there's a reason 

a method to the madness and you know what I'm meaning 

Cuz rather than being the herb, vic, or chump 

you can be just like my man cold holding the pump 

But living like that you take a chance with your life 

but some things in life, sometimes will make you uptight 

I'm like an avalanche of knowledge pounding down all fools 

all fakes, all snakes 

and ones who try to break the rules and regulations 

Stipulations made by the GangStarr 

you try to flex muscle but you know you can't hang ha 

You're making me vexed but yeah you can go next 

just remember the illest brother claims respect 

Chorus repeat 

Yo money don't front you know you blew your chance 

and now it's my turn so Imma' take command 

Cuz I'm like the one who's got all the juice 

I always get loose I got the balls to reduce your crew 

Very easily I got more ammo 

I'm like the ill kid the psycho man yo 

Cuz now I'm past the point and I ain't gonna return 

and when it comes to your destruction I ain't really concerned 

About the consequences cuz I'm living day to day 

So who are you to comment about me and my ways. 

I get my attitude from living and I never forget 

You got to be the illest brother just to claim respect!